(cast)elos de pó

Agitei os braços com muita força para ver se conseguia voar. Por pouco não fiquei sem articulações.


(dentro da concha ainda se ouve o mar, gaivota?)

Mó*


(Wake... from your sleep
The drying of your tears
Today.. we escape
We escape.

Pack and get dressed
Before your father hears us
Before.. all hell.. breaks loose.

Breathe... keep breathing
Don't lose.. your nerve.
Breathe... keep breathing
I can't do this.. alone.

Sing us a song
A song to keep us warm)

Radiohead - Exit music (for a film)